Quick wear: The host just wants to hug his thighs and show them to pieces

{Master, you should stay in the mall. I believe Beswen will ask someone to pick you up. }

Song Nan held up a hand of river water and gently wiped his cheeks.

His white clothes were covered with dust, but they were still neatly worn on his body. His long black hair was tied up by a thin headband and spread behind him. Some of it slipped down from his neck and fell into the water.

Song Nan raised his head, picked up the sickle on the side, stood up, looked at the growing number of ugly zombies in the back, and said lazily: "I want to call a few people from the base to help pick up a person who is said to be alive, unless Bei Siwen It’s useful enough for them, otherwise, who would be willing to do such a laborious and laborious thing.”

"Oh, I'd better go there by myself..." He curled his lips and called 484 for help, while he got into the pile of corpses and squeezed out from the gap.

"Thank you~484." Song Nan walked forward leisurely and charmingly.

{Master, after 4km is the residential area where you can spend the night. }

Song Nan nodded, then took out the beef he had reserved before and started to eat it: "It's so hard~"

{Just make do with it. }

Song Nan blinked and asked curiously: "484, do you have food or anything?"

{Master, I am not a treasure bag...}

"Okay~"

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In a blink of an eye, night fell.

Song Nan used the blade of a sickle to cut off the door lock. After entering the door, he stumbled and moved movable objects in the living room to block the door.

{This door is very strong. It will definitely survive tonight. However, one thing you have to pay attention to is that the zombies will change a little every night. What was improved last night was the speed. I don’t know what will be improved tonight. }

Song Nan frowned, looking puzzled: "This world has existed for a long time, right? Why is it starting to evolve now?"

{Because the dungeon time only starts to jump when the player enters, before the player enters, the natives here will feel the passage of time, and their ability values ​​will increase, but there is an upper limit. When the player appears, the upper limit will disappear, that is , the clock officially starts turning. }

Song Nan paused and sat cross-legged on the sofa: "Wouldn't this be discovered? It's quite obvious."

{The Lord God took this issue into consideration when making this dungeon, so the aboriginal people here would not survive for long. In order to reduce trouble, he even let the meteorite fall again, instilling false memories into those who were walking corpses, and turning them back into humans. , continue to fight against the walking zombies, and the tyrannical humans will lose their memory and become ordinary walking zombies. }

{The walking zombies transformed by the strong will gradually evolve. Whether they can survive until the beginning of time...all depends on destiny. }

Song Nan's mouth twitched and he had nothing to say.

484 sighed deeply and continued to stare at Bei Siwen's position, hoping that she could pick up Song Nan soon.

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At dawn, Song Nan stretched, yawned, and walked to the window to check the situation. As expected, there were more walking corpses...

He leaned back against the wall, chewing beef, and said lazily, "484, why are there more and more of them?"

484 also found this strange. Logically speaking, the zombies would disperse and wander around when they couldn't see anyone, and there would be no such situation of gathering in one place.

{Master, what is there about you that attracts zombies? }

Song Nan lowered his head and saw only dirty and sticky clothes.

He shook his head: "I just have what I'm wearing and what I'm holding, nothing else."

{It’s weird. }

Song Nan frowned and felt something was wrong.

In fact, there were many times when he was surrounded by zombies that he felt like he was going to die. After all, they had grabbed his arms and tried to drag him out.

Although I don't know why they didn't do anything cruel and turn him into a zombie, it's good that he can continue to live.

Song Nan paused and suddenly had a bold idea: "484, tell me, do you want to see if they bite me?"

{Don't!Baby, daddy didn't tell you, how could you take such a risk?If they bite you, you will fail the mission!Be good, don't try, let's resist slowly, dad will help you. }

"Get out!" Song Nan was furious, but he did give up the idea.

He sighed softly, pushed the door open, looked at the zombies at the foot of the steps, grabbed the surrounding chains, and threw them out.

The chain penetrated the gap in the zombies in a straight line, forcing them to the side, and then stretched out a branch chain to press against the opposite one, making it just enough to make way.

Song Nan walked down the steps and walked out of the pile of zombies safely. He waved his arms to the zombies who reached out to catch him: "Goodbye~"

After saying that, he quickly ran forward: "484, where is the next place? There is not enough food."

{The next shopping mall is 30km away. First, you have to pass through a large field. If you are lucky, you can see one or two houses, and maybe there will be supplies. }

Song Nan felt ashamed, pushed away the zombies that were approaching, and said dejectedly: "Why don't you help Bei Siwen and ask her to pick me up early?"

Hearing this, 484 laughed evilly: {Oh~ you can’t stand this?Want help outside the venue? }

Song Nan's eyes filled with tears and she responded pitifully: "Yes, yes, please help me~"

484 laughed so hard, and then said coldly: {No.I can not do it. }

Song Nan spat and cut off the zombie's head with a knife: "No, couldn't you have told me earlier? It's a waste of my feelings."

{Hey~How can you change your face so quickly~}

Song Nan snorted coldly, stopped talking, and quickened his pace, hoping to find a means of transportation as soon as possible.

……

In the evening, the warm yellow sunset shines through the endless desolate farmland.

Song Nan's sweat dropped in big drops, as if she was free of money.

His lips were chapped and his face was pale. He kept muttering: "Water, water..."

{Master, there is a tank of water next to you. Would you like to drink some?Better than dying of thirst. }

Song Nan's pupils were in a trance, and he noticed the dark water in the water tank next to him. He stopped, walked over, picked up some, and moistened his lips carefully.

He raised his eyes and looked around. Suddenly he was shaken. He walked quickly to the field and picked up a rusty bicycle.

"!" Song Nan's pupils shrank suddenly, and then he smiled brightly, "484, we found the car!"

Without thinking, 484 spoke calmly, with a tone full of entanglement: {Baby...I'm telling you good news, do you want to hear it? }

Song Nan was confused and struggled to push the bicycle up the road: "What's wrong?"

{Ahem... The positioning shows that Bei Siwen has already set off. The route is clear and the speed is very fast. It is estimated that she will be in front of you in two hours. }

Song Nan nodded, got on the bicycle, and started pedaling it with the same effort: "Very good."

484 listened to the old "creak, creak" sound that was comparable to noise, and said in a solemn tone: {Zai, listen to daddy and throw away this broken car. }

"No." Song Nan pouted, "I'll leave you and carry me on your back? I can't walk."

{But……}

484 bit the small handkerchief and stared at his riding speed, which was the same as the walking speed of the zombies behind him. He felt like crying.

It decided to negotiate with the system and could no longer wrong Song Nan like this!

The cub has been well taken care of by the men. When the men show up, watch out for him to tell you!